This is so beyond the scope of Tammy's ability to deal. Up to this point in her life she thought the most dangerous thing to happen to her happened when she was a newborn. With meeting Cue and Lewis coming in a close second. But giant chipmunks who were--eating people, limbs bulging against their cheeks as people screamed and ran and generally panicked--broke Tammy's personal danger scale.

She's not a fighter. And the djinn isn't much of one, either.

So flee wins.

Tammy spins and bolts for the furthest edges of the room--other people are frantically banging on the locked doors so she knows better than to even join the crush--and slides under one of the tables.

She's turned into a horror-movie cliche, and that makes the imminent death all the worse.